It's the New Year, and the night is much more lively than usual.

The streets are full of festive red, and if you take two steps, you can hear the naughty children who set off the spring cannons.

In this joyful atmosphere, even the cold winter wind blowing on the face, I don't feel a little warmer.

Sitting in a large courtyard, the old beggar in the north of the city rocked his chair, and his old eyes listened to the sounds outside the street. Beside him, a young man in black walked up.

"King Gu Sheng, it's going to be the New Year. The old beggar didn't know why, he didn't know where to start, so he said so suddenly.

Gu Shengwang nodded, and under the bright starry sky tonight, he replied with a smile: "This year, everyone has arrived, and it can be regarded as a good year." Old thing, let's talk about it, is there anything you want for a New Year's gift. ”

"Don't tell me, I really have. The old beggar didn't look back, and the cold wind hit him on his bones, and he didn't feel it at all.

King Gu Sheng became interested and asked, "Let's hear it." ”

"Your life. The old beggar turned his head and grinned at King Gu Sheng next to the chair.

King Gu Sheng pondered for a moment, and then smiled faintly. The cold wind blew through his unique black robe, "My life is still owed to others." You want my life, next life. ”

"I'll meet you again in my next life?" said the old beggar, his wrinkled face in surprise, "don't curse me. ”

King Gu Sheng shook his head and smiled again. When the old beggar saw his hypocrisy, he snorted disdainfully, turned his head again, and said no more.

Outside the courtyard, there was the crackling sound of spring cannons from time to time. In this courtyard, a red lantern was also raised.

In the red lantern, the firelight jumped. Outside the red lantern, it is a blessing word.

"Tomorrow is the last day of the new year. The old beggar muttered, as if talking to himself, and as if he was talking to King Gu Sheng.

Gu Shengwang crossed his hands and sleeves, and under the blessing of this red lantern, he said confidently: "Have confidence in our contemporary mansion master." ”

"Confidence is confidence," the old beggar replied, "but the other party is a master of Chengxi after all, and he is still the prince of Zhao State." Qingwen and Zhao Xian fought together, no less than ants fighting elephants. ”

When Gu Sheng heard this, he lowered his young and handsome face. His dark eyes reflected his shoes, and he seemed to be smiling in the cold wind of this courtyard.

An elephant to death, an ant to eat people. This battle, which was not fought, has been won or lost.

He thought about it, but decided not to reply to the old beggar's words. After all, in his eyes, Gu Shengwang was a joke. His words will only be boring for himself.

Behind him, there was the sound of the girl's happy New Year, and King Gu Sheng and the old beggar turned back in unison.

Under this star dome, Su Xiaoxiao, who was dressed in an emerald green dress, ran out of the courtyard house. The excitement on the young and a little immature face is undoubtedly revealed.

She really likes the New Year, and it is the first time for her to celebrate the New Year in Zhongzhou. Most of the years of the North Frost are the same. Barbecued meat on the bonfire, Su Xiaoxiao was gradually tired of it. However, Zhongzhou is different. She hadn't been in the hospital for a few days. Chase the novelty on the street, and change every day.

Holding the treasure that he had just bought from the street in his arms, Su Xiaoxiao ran towards Gu Shengwang and them in three steps.

Behind her, there are two couples, Beishuang's left servant and Limochou, who are talking and laughing, and have the atmosphere of an ordinary family's New Year.

Limo Chou and Zuo Servant are familiar with each other. It was an era of strife between the immortals, and wars were continuous. Li Mochou and Zuo Servant were in the same camp at the time, and they were still very young at that time, fifteen or sixteen years old, and they were teenagers. At that time, their general was called Shen Yitian.

Looking at this scene, the old beggar's eyes couldn't help but be a little blurred. How similar is this to the Shen Mansion festival back then, Limo Chou will always wait in front of the house for Beishuang to shoot, just like today, there is talk and laughter, and the money is coming.

Su Xiao trotted to the front of the courtyard, she squatted down and put the treasures in her arms on the ground one by one. Gu Shengwang fixed his eyes, he smiled, Su Xiaoxiao's baby was actually a few fireworks.

Blinking her beautiful eyes, Su Xiaoxiao counted them patiently. One, two, three, four, five, a total of five fireworks. After confirming that it was correct, she breathed a sigh of relief.

In the courtyard, the branches of the fallen trees creaked in the wind. Su Xiao, who was dressed in emerald green, lit these five fireworks. Only heard a few hisses, and then five fireworks pointed directly at the sky, and in Su Xiaoxiao's small jump, it was already under the stars, blooming their own flowers.

Looking at the colorful fireworks, the beautiful proprietress Su Yang sighed: "It's so beautiful." ”

Li Mochou nodded, looked at the sky full of fireworks with his literacy, and walked away with Zuo Servant very interestingly.

"Tomorrow is the day when Qingwen and Zhao are worried about the first battle. Under the fireworks, Li Mochou asked King Gu Sheng.

King Gu Sheng nodded, he saw Li Mo's frown, he smiled, patted his chest and said, "Brother Li, don't worry." Shen Qingwen can also be regarded as a disciple I brought out. ”

"Your disciple?" Li Mochou was a little surprised, his tone was a little surprised, and he was a little disgusted. It's not that he looks down on King Gu Sheng, he is one of the ten swords of the Shen Mansion, King Gu Sheng was still a little kid at that time, and he couldn't even take a sword from him.

The proprietress of Suyang sighed slightly, glanced at King Gu Sheng, and said to Li Mosad: "I guess it's boxing, or military boxing." ”

Li Mochou laughed, he also learned the demeanor of Su Yang's proprietress, glanced at Gu Shengwang, he stretched out his finger, "I guess it won't be more than a year." ”

The two looked at each other and smiled when King Gu Sheng's expression was very unpleasant. Later, they looked at King Gu Sheng together, and stretched out their hands to him, King Gu Sheng frowned, and asked angrily, "Why are you licking your hands?"

"I guessed right, you should give the money. Li Mochou shook his head, a slight pain suddenly came from the soles of his feet, he glanced at Su Yang with a smile on his face, and Li Mochou added: "There is also your Su Yang's sister-in-law." ”

Gu Sheng Wang glanced at the two of them. Seeing them in love with each other, he felt a little uncomfortable. Gu Sheng Wang shot a light punch to the left servant on the side, he took a deep breath and blew on the reddened fist. A little annoyed, how did he forget that this thing is practiced with iron walls.

When the fireworks were at their most brilliant, in this courtyard, Su Xiaoxiao was laughing, the old beggar was laughing, King Gu Sheng was laughing, the left servant was laughing, and the Limochou couple was also laughing.

This moment is the most beautiful moment.

Shen Qingwen, who was far away in Zhulu Academy, looked at the fireworks in the sky. He didn't care, because beside him sat a woman more beautiful than this smoky dome.

The woman, dressed in a black and white robe, sat on the swing he had just set up. In the cold wind and fireworks, the woman waved her feet, and the green silk scattered the bright starlight tonight, and she smiled at Shen Qingwen.

This swing, Shen Qingwen originally repaired for himself. Sit on a swing and drink sake in front of the starry sky and the moon. But who would have thought that just as he got up to get the wine, a woman suddenly appeared in front of the bookstore.

This woman is really good-looking, so I can see that Shen Qingwen doesn't even go to get wine. Facing the woman's smile, the young lord of the Shen Mansion, dressed in green clothes, stood up. Standing behind the swing, he looked at the woman's back, which gave people infinite reverie, and he reached out and pushed the rope in his hand.

In the deep eyes, there are fireworks, stars, and the bright moon, and the woman who blends into them at this time.

The woman's surname is Zhao, her name is Minmin, and she has a marriage contract with him.

The bright moon in front of him flickered forward and back, and Zhao Minmin laughed happily. The black and white robe made a slight sound in the wind, watching the green silk brush his cheeks, Zhao Minmin took the hand of the man next to him when the swing landed.

Two hands want to cross, two different temperatures.

"Aren't playing?" asked Shen Qingwen with a smile, his tone soft.

Zhao Minmin also replied with a smile: "Don't play, Bengong is a little tired." ”

"Then drink, I'll cook you wine. Shen Qingwen asked, his tone, this time surprisingly patient.

Zhao Minmin pretended to think for a while, turned around gorgeously and elegantly, sat on the bench, and said with a smile: "Yes." ”

Gotcha.

Shen Qingwen took the order and took out two jars of wine from the book house that he had just bought this morning. The wine seal is red, and the red is a blessing word, Shen Qingwen looked at this word and smiled very satisfied. Turning out the pots and pans from the study room, Shen Qingwen sat side by side next to Zhao Minmin, his skillful pot rack, and Zhen Yuan cooked wine.

When he was young, his father cooked wine for his mother.

Now, he cooks wine for those around him.

With one hand supporting a peerless face, the green silk was scattered behind, and Zhao Minmin looked at the man beside him. Looking at his serious appearance, Zhao Minmin's heart, somehow, plopped and pounced a little faster.

Zhao Minmin and Shen Qingwen more or less accept the influence of the marriage contract. When he was a child, Zhao Minmin knew that the child who was bullied by him all day long was his future husband. Shen Qingwen also knew that the girl he let every time would be his wife.

But this time was different, Zhao Minmin laughed happily. A laugh like a silver bell came from under his red lips, and Shen Qingwen also smiled faintly.

Time goes quietly, and you don't look back.

The wine is finally boiling. The aroma of wine, the moment the wine is opened, occupies the entire bookstore.

The two people under the star dome clinked glasses under the star dome and the gradually dissipating fireworks. They each took a sip of their wine, and they looked at each other and smiled again. Shen Qingwen and Zhao Minmin didn't say much, just by looking at each other, they could know each other's thoughts.

Shen Qingwen, who was standing outside the city in the early morning, was dressed in green clothes. Walking in the snow, he wore the sword of the Heroic Soul. Looking vaguely at the purple figure in the snow, Shen Qingwen smiled at it, with a hint of longing in his deep eyes.

It's the desire to be alive.

Because, last night, the woman beside him was drunk. When she was drunk, she talked about drunken words, and Shen Qingwen listened patiently and memorized them carefully.

She blushed, leaned on his shoulder, and said vaguely: "Shen Qingwen, the days are still long. You have to promise me not to be a sword immortal, to be a safe Shen Qingwen every year, okay. ”

Drawing his sword in the snow, Shen Qingwen replied last night

Good

(I didn't expect it, hehe)

(Don't forget to collect it.) ）